Kill Me With Words
I got you, babe
"You have to tell your mom about this!"
"She cant! Her mom will literally skin her alive."
"Then at least tell your brother. He'll know what to do."
The voices of her friends rang in her ears as she approached Marcus. If she was going to tell anyone, it would have to be Marcus. She was only fifteen. What was she supposed to do? She didn't know anything about really anything.
She took in a deep breath. "Marcus?"
Her brother turned around and saw her standing there with a distressed look on her face. "What's up? Is everything okay?"
Jessie shook her head and burst into tears. "You can't tell mom, okay? You can't tell her."
"Can't tell mom what? What did you do?" Marcus was afraid that Jessie was beginning to turn into him. But that was actually the least of his worries.
"I'm sorry." She sobbed.
"Jessie, just tell me." Marcus insisted.
She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a plastic stick that looked like a thermometer. She handed the stick to him and he looked at it. He saw two bold red lines glaring back at him. He dropped the test stick on the floor and gawked at her.
"You're fucking pregnant?!" He almost spat at her, he was furious.
She was still sobbing and nodded. "I'm sorry! I don't know how it happened!"
"It was that asshole, wasn't it. He raped you, didn't he?" Marcus gritted his teeth.
"No, Marcus, h-he didn't! I don't want you to go to jail again." She sobbed and gasped for breath between heaves of tears. "It was all my idea. I-I wanted to know what it was like. You and mom do it all the time. I wanted to do it, too."
"First of all," Marcus tried to contain his anger. "It's practically mom's job to sleep with men. Second of all, I'm almost nineteen years old and have been with Amy for almost five months now. You're only fifteen years old. You can't be going around having casual sex with older guys in high school. This is what happens." He waved his hand in the direction of the positive pregnancy test lying at his feet.
"Do you love Amy?" Jessie asked.
Marcus rolled his shoulders back and cracked his neck before dropping his eyes to the floor. He swallowed hard. "No."
"Marcus, look!" Abigail ran up to him with a piece of paper in her hands. "I drew this for you!"
Marcus took the piece of paper from her and looked down at it. He smiled. "Is that Emily?" He pointed to the stick figure with curly green hair.
Abigail nodded. "Yeah and that's you!" She pointed at the figure next to Emily. She gave him big, cartoon like arms with various scribbles on them to represent his tattoos. The arms of each figure overlapped to signify that the two people in the picture were holding hands. She drew a big red heart in between them and a yellow sun in the corner with a happy face on it. "See, the sun is happy because you guys are in love!"
"I love it." Marcus smiled and hugged his niece. He kissed the top of her head before rising to his feet and placing the drawing on the counter.
Jessie emerged from the back and scooped Abigail up in her arms. "Ready to go watch Uncle Marcus play his big drum set on stage?"
Abigail gasped and dramatically clasped her hands over her mouth. "Yes!" She exclaimed. "Does Emily play a big drum too?"
Marcus chuckled and Emily joined his side at the sound of her name. "I play a guitar. It's really cool. I'll show you when we get to the stage. Does that sound good?"
Abigail nodded furiously. "You guys are so cool. Mommy, I wanna be like Emily and Marcus when I grow up."
Jessie laughed. "Okay, sweetheart, whatever you want to be, you can be." She looked at Marcus. "You guys have those headphone things for her right? I don't want her hearing to be shot at age six."
"Don't worry." Marcus patted his younger sister on the back. "I got you covered."
"She cant! Her mom will literally skin her alive."
"Then at least tell your brother. He'll know what to do."
The voices of her friends rang in her ears as she approached Marcus. If she was going to tell anyone, it would have to be Marcus. She was only fifteen. What was she supposed to do? She didn't know anything about really anything.
She took in a deep breath. "Marcus?"
Her brother turned around and saw her standing there with a distressed look on her face. "What's up? Is everything okay?"
Jessie shook her head and burst into tears. "You can't tell mom, okay? You can't tell her."
"Can't tell mom what? What did you do?" Marcus was afraid that Jessie was beginning to turn into him. But that was actually the least of his worries.
"I'm sorry." She sobbed.
"Jessie, just tell me." Marcus insisted.
She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a plastic stick that looked like a thermometer. She handed the stick to him and he looked at it. He saw two bold red lines glaring back at him. He dropped the test stick on the floor and gawked at her.
"You're fucking pregnant?!" He almost spat at her, he was furious.
She was still sobbing and nodded. "I'm sorry! I don't know how it happened!"
"It was that asshole, wasn't it. He raped you, didn't he?" Marcus gritted his teeth.
"No, Marcus, h-he didn't! I don't want you to go to jail again." She sobbed and gasped for breath between heaves of tears. "It was all my idea. I-I wanted to know what it was like. You and mom do it all the time. I wanted to do it, too."
"First of all," Marcus tried to contain his anger. "It's practically mom's job to sleep with men. Second of all, I'm almost nineteen years old and have been with Amy for almost five months now. You're only fifteen years old. You can't be going around having casual sex with older guys in high school. This is what happens." He waved his hand in the direction of the positive pregnancy test lying at his feet.
"Do you love Amy?" Jessie asked.
Marcus rolled his shoulders back and cracked his neck before dropping his eyes to the floor. He swallowed hard. "No."
"Marcus, look!" Abigail ran up to him with a piece of paper in her hands. "I drew this for you!"
Marcus took the piece of paper from her and looked down at it. He smiled. "Is that Emily?" He pointed to the stick figure with curly green hair.
Abigail nodded. "Yeah and that's you!" She pointed at the figure next to Emily. She gave him big, cartoon like arms with various scribbles on them to represent his tattoos. The arms of each figure overlapped to signify that the two people in the picture were holding hands. She drew a big red heart in between them and a yellow sun in the corner with a happy face on it. "See, the sun is happy because you guys are in love!"
"I love it." Marcus smiled and hugged his niece. He kissed the top of her head before rising to his feet and placing the drawing on the counter.
Jessie emerged from the back and scooped Abigail up in her arms. "Ready to go watch Uncle Marcus play his big drum set on stage?"
Abigail gasped and dramatically clasped her hands over her mouth. "Yes!" She exclaimed. "Does Emily play a big drum too?"
Marcus chuckled and Emily joined his side at the sound of her name. "I play a guitar. It's really cool. I'll show you when we get to the stage. Does that sound good?"
Abigail nodded furiously. "You guys are so cool. Mommy, I wanna be like Emily and Marcus when I grow up."
Jessie laughed. "Okay, sweetheart, whatever you want to be, you can be." She looked at Marcus. "You guys have those headphone things for her right? I don't want her hearing to be shot at age six."
"Don't worry." Marcus patted his younger sister on the back. "I got you covered."
Notes
I'm sorry for 1. taking forever to get this up; 2. not creating a cover image for Drag Me to the Grave yet. I've been so incredibly non-stop busy with work and rehearsals for the play I'm in plus Warped tour on Tuesday and everything is just craziness right now. If anyone is going to Mansfield Warped on Tuesday I will be there! I'll be wearing jean shorts and a white tank with a skull cutout on the back. My hair is blonde and will probably be up in a bun with a bandanna in case anyone wants to try and find me.
Shout outs:
-eclaire
Also, here's an Abigail and Jessie visual for anyone who wants it. I know some people like character pictures so here's what Abigail and Jessie currently look like.
Abigail/Jessie
Loved it!
9/1/15